You have a shelter in my heart
And a sanctuary in my soul
It has always been here for you
To come home to when you want to
When your restlessness subsides
 
And the days have done you in
Well I won’t ask you where you been
You’ll have a meal on my table
And an armchair in my den
 
Because it has always been here for you
To come home to when you want to
When your restlessness subsides
 
And you don’t care no more what is said
With that worry that’s all up in your head
You’ll have a meal on my table
And a blanket on my bed
 
You have a shelter in my heart
And a sanctuary in my soul
It has always been here for you
To come home to when you want to
When your restlessness subsides.

You toss around in the emotional pool
Your heart’s on fire and there’s nothing I can do
But just wish I could put that flame out
So that the waters would still
But only you can make it happen
Only you can see what I’m seeing in the reflection
I can stay stiff in this quicksand only so long
If you don’t calm down
And if the waters would still the sand would settle
We could see ourselves in this situation for what it is
So what is it?
 
I don’t have an answer for you
I don’t have a clue
I just get still and look into the astral waters
And see exactly what to do
 
So here we are and I fear you’ll drown
As you send yourself spiraling down
The wasteland of your circumstance
It’s out of control
And I hope you know I didn’t mean any harm
But if I flail around with my defensive arms
This little raft of mindfulness could turn over us
And we both would drown
 
I don’t have an answer for you
I don’t have a clue
I just get still and look into the astral waters
And see exactly what to do
Sometimes I don’t like what I see
But it really isn’t up to me
I can’t turn a blind eye and muddy-up the waters
That bind the heart to reality

Los putos
No pueden
Compartir la escena
Con una mujer de verdad.
 
Devil may hear and the devil may care,
But the devil don’t know that I would meet him there
With a needle and a thread and a fair strong arm,
Fingers that twist and a wrist that’s still warm.
 
I’ll sew the foul mouth shut before I will let
It whisper to fools what I would really rather keep private,
Because I take care of my business, it’s a garden that I tend,
But it takes some devolution to be a chimpanzee, a lady, and a friend.
Especially when
 
Los putos
No puden
Compartir la escena
Con una mujer de verdad.
I said it, I did it, I played it, and I hit it,
And if your bilingual or old enough,
You may know of what I tell.